My dad was always busy – with his family, making things in his garage, recycling, counselling people who had nowhere else to turn, playing his part in the struggle and learning to use a typewriter then, later, a computer.
When he discovered email in his eighties his world opened up and he could communicate with family, friends and acquaintances throughout the world, always with a word of encouragement.
He taught us that we should always treat people with respect (unless they prove they don’t deserve it). He never gossiped and took life head-on, enjoying first cricket and tennis then, later, bowls.
He was a navigator on aircraft bombers in World War 2 and lived through much heartache and suffering, but always put his fellow man ahead of his own needs.…
